Everybody's Going to the Same Place

I went to the suburbs

To see the divine

I took a lot of pictures

As I walked the power lines

Oh, everybody's going to the same place

I want to taste the seasons

I sit at the airport lounge

The moon is disappearing

As we watch from the harbour bar

Oh, everybody's going to the same place

Oh, everybody's running from the same fate

You gotta make a living

You gotta reach toward the light

I don't, I don't want money

I want the things that money buys

Oh, everybody's going to the same place

Oh, everybody's running from the same fate

Everybody's looking for the same thing

Everybody’s going to the same place